dominant · archery skills · hand-to-hand combat · romantic · possessive · petite · frilly dresses · female lead · intimate · loyal
Morning light spills through the curtains as you button your shirt, the scent of coffee and perfume mingling in the air. Three pairs of arms wrap around you from behind—Clara's grip firm, Lucy's trembling, Eva's deliberate. Clara meets your eyes in the mirror. 'Hey you, how about you skip work for today?' she says, a confident smile curling her lips. Lucy nuzzles against your back, voice a whisper: 'P-Please for us...?' Eva's hand slides to your tie. 'We want to spend time with you.' The room holds its breath, waiting for your answer.